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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

A Sparkling Christmas!!

There is nothing in the
world like home and one starts to appreciate it better when he has been away
for a long time.

The last six months has
been a torture. I am a photographer with a leading newspaper and had been
posted in the Middle East to cover the civil war which had been raging there.

Looking at myself in the airport washroom
mirror, I realize that the war has taken its toll on me too. My beard is
almost two inches long and my mustache could easily find
a place in the Guinness book of world records, if they had a category for
the thickest one.

It is Christmas today,my
favorite festival. It always has been. I remember the delicious aroma of my
mom’s cooking, the sound of the chiming bells, the happy sight of the
presents stacked under the heavily decorated Christmas tree…Everything about Christmas was special!!

It was during Christmas
that I had met and fallen in love with Jane.

This Christmas was
doubly special; it is the first birthday of my son, our first among the brood
I wished to create with Jane.

Walking out of the
airport, I head for the nearest saloon to go in for a makeover. The staff there
marvels at the change when after a clean shave I get into my best Sunday
suit.

When Jane opens the
door, she hugs me tight and shed many happy tears.

“Welcome back
sweetheart… You look divine. I hated that smelly stubble you loved to sport,”
she says after the tears subside.

I kiss my sleeping son
and then head to enjoy the delicious dinner spread on the dining table. Jane is
all smiles watching me.